Jaden had seen what happened to him, too, and thought he might be right. And as his thoughts turned, Marr's observation became the gravity well around which the planets of recent events orbited, aligned, and took on meaning. In a flash of insight Jaden surmised that events had not been designed to rid him of doubt; they had been designed for him to embrace his doubt. Perhaps it was different for other Jedi, but for Jaden doubt was the balancing pole that kept him atop the sword-edge. For him, there was no dark side or light side. There were beings of darkness and beings of light.
He smiled, thinking he had found his answer, after all. He looked at Marr, seeing in Marr so much of himself when Kyle Katarn had agreed to take Jaden as Padawan.
"I will teach you more about the Force, Marr."
Marr sat up on an elbow. "You will?"
Jaden nodded, thinking of Kyle. Had his Master known that breaking down certainty was the only thing that might save Jaden from darkness in the long run? He suspected Kyle had known exactly that.
"You may come to wish you'd never learned from me."
Khedryn walked in, cursing, hot caf splashing over the rims of the cups. He distributed the caf, took a long sip, sighed with satisfaction.
"This is the life, gentlemen," he said to Jaden and Marr. "An open sky filled with opportunities for rascals."
Jaden chuckled, looked out the viewport, and grew serious. "There be dragons."
"What does that mean?" Marr asked.
"We will see," Jaden answered, and drank his caf.
Paul S. Kemp, Crosscurrent
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